Jessica Jones


Pow! Jessica Jones packs quite a punch with her right fist, and this Netflix original series does too! Our millennial hero/victim Jessica, played by Krysten Ritter, is on a relentless quest for her sanity and we’re happy to go along.

Dark, cold winter New York streets is the setting, that is, or sets, where Jessica lives and tries to live, as she fights to free herself from her tortured past. Whisky for breakfast doesn’t seem to help her, but it’s a start. The trouble is, and the shows premise is, a Mr. Kilgrave, evil himself, who abused Jessica in the past and still won’t let her alone. He’s still got her attention, and ours too.

Jessica has unnatural physical strength that she brings from her life as a Marvel Comic and uses it to destroy a rugby team before they do in her bartending buddy. But mentally she’s a basket case, thanks to Kilgrave. This Mr. evil incarnate might be more fascinating than our hero. Batman was nothing compared to Joker, right?

Fortunately for Jessica, and for us, other people depend on her to come to the rescue, which she is pretty good at. What elevates this Marvel adventure from a plain show to a top-top is the psychological maze Jessica navigates. It’s a plus too that we have a fully diversified cast, racially, sexually, you name it, but the draw is really allowing Jess’s character to develop, flounder, and keep on coming. Since there is no gratuitous depiction of the previous rape and abuse of Jessica, she and we can focus on her stopping this Kilgrave.

For Jessica, it’s not about revenge, it’s about stopping him from wasting any more people, even though the body count seems to be creeping up! We’re used to rooting for the underdog, so that’s fine, but on another level, we have to admire the way the story is told. When the music, lighting, and cinematography is good, we can enjoy that when the story lags. Or was that a pause on purpose for us to catch our breath? Jessica never gets to catch her breath; she treats everything as if it’s nothing: her super powers are nothing. Her past and present are nothing she can’t handle. Forget about it. But I didn’t and you won’t.


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